When the Queen's Bloom Went Rogue

Previously

…“That, my dear Thomas,” I said, a newfound resolve hardening my gaze, “is precisely what we need to uncover. And I have a very strong suspicion that our investigation must now turn towards the esteemed Elara Meadowlight.” I stood, brushing the last vestiges of dust from my skirts. The mystery of the Queen’s Bloom was far from over, but for the first time since its tragic demise, I felt a spark of genuine hope. The path ahead was still shrouded in mystery, but I was no longer stumbling in the dark. I had a map, albeit a tattered and ancient one, and a destination. And I intended to reach it, no matter how many more floorboards I accidentally dislodged along the way.